Free Vasily's Revenge: The Complete Story (The Medlov Men Book 1) by Latrivia S. Nelson Page B

answered. “I don’t have anything else.”
    Dmitry hated to ask in front of Vasily but he had to know. “And are you still married to him?”
    He looked over at her curiously. He had never thought about that? Was she still married to him?
    “No. I filed for divorce during the time that he was detained by the FBI,” she answered. “It was finalized while he was in prison.”
    Dmitry knew that there would be a far greater push back from the other Russian mafia families if she were still his wife. “Good,” he said, more confident in his decision to help.
    Quietly Vasily exhaled a sigh of relief. He knew the law and if Lilly was still married, then that made Dylan his son legally, and that he simply could not take.
    Dmitry nodded and stood up. He had heard everything that he needed to know directly from the source. “Find out what Leo wants,” he said to Vasily and Anatoly. “And make this quick.”
    “I will,” Vasily said stepping from behind the sofa as Dmitry passed.
    Dmitry looked between Vasily and Lilly and smiled. “It looks like to me that everyone here needs to get some rest. So, please go to your quarters and do just that.”
    As quickly as he was there, Dmitry was gone. He and his men disappeared back out of the door and down the hall, leaving the original three alone in the study.
    Anatoly rolled his neck and picked up the bottle of vodka he had been pouring from earlier. Now, it really was time for him to call it quits . Yawning, he walked toward the door. “I’m taking this upstairs to my wife and run her a hot bath, if she isn’t already asleep . You two have a good night. We’ll see you in the morning. Lilly, I’m sure that Vasily will give you a rundown of the grounds and what to do and what not to do. So, I’ll leave you in his very capable hands. It was nice to meet you.”
    “You too,” Lilly said, glad to finally be alone with Vasily again.
    As the door closed, she deflated. Turning toward him, she ran a hand through her hair. “Wow,” she whispered. Words were too difficult at the moment. She just needed to let it all settle into her head. After all that she had seen, and all that she had been through.
    Vasily saw her visibly grappling with everything and took her hand. “I’ll take you to your room.”
    Lilly wiped a tear from her eye. “Is my son in the room with me? I’d really feel more comfortable if he were. I don’t want to impose… ”
    Vasily cut her off. “He’s in the room with you, and you’re not imposing on anyone. Once you’ve had a chance to rest, you’ll be able to think clearer,” he assured her, rubbing her back gently.
    She looked up at him, thankful for his tempered strength. God, bless him. He was trying . “Okay, well take me to my temporary home.”
    “Come with me,” he said, motioning toward the door.
    As Lilly and Vasily walked through the house, alone and slow this time, Vasily gave her a tour. Each room had a story, one that either he had been there for or heard about. Relaxed and composed, he told her funny stories about his time with Anatoly and Dmitry and how much he had learned under their leadership.
    “I can tell that you’ve grown,” she said to him as they made their way up the back staircase.
    “Time here has given me clarity,” he confessed.
    “Can I ask a question completely off of subject here?” Getting to the top of the staircase, she looked around the second floor now in just sheer amazement. “How big is this place?”
    He looked up at the ceiling to recall. “17,000 square feet,” he said, guiding her down the dimly lit corridor.
    “17… ” Lilly shook her head. “You need a map to get around this house.”
    “You learn it over time, but at first, it can be intimidating,” he said with a shrug. “So, what is your question?” he asked, stopping and turning toward her.
    “That was my question,” Lilly said with a laugh. “How big is this freaking house?”
    Vasily also laughed. As he did, his face lit up